The only story known to us is what we saw: A beautiful, old guitar standing alone in the rain and snow one cold November Sunday. It looks like someone’s Saturday fun went bad. My husband was heartbroken. The guitar is a good one and someone broke it. We stood there for quite some time while he considered taking it home and putting old parts to new use. I agreed it was a shame and took some pictures.
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What’s the story here?
The only story known to us is what we saw: A beautiful, old guitar standing alone in the rain and snow one cold November Sunday. It looks like someone’s Saturday fun went bad. My husband was heartbroken. The guitar is a good one and someone broke it. We stood there for quite some time while he considered taking it home and putting old parts to new use. I agreed it was a shame and took some pictures.